Chapter 2
The next day I woke up, which was around 6:00 to get ready, I got out of bed and got ready and put my hair back and all that fun stuff. We left early for the bus around 6:45...even though the train got there at 7:30. Mother allways drove like an elder woman anyways. I was so nervous..I thought I was going to throw up, which is pretty gross if you ask me. I didn't so don't get all 'eew' on me.
"Bye girls! I'm going to miss you so much!" mother said as we got on the bus. It was hot, and old and filled with..two people. And those two people were....us. Well....the busdriver so that makes it three...well you know what I mean. We sat down on the hard-cushioned seat about five seats back. The windows weren't even open!! It was 90 degrees outside, and the windows were down! So I decided to roll down the window. I took my bag and put it on the window as a pillow and fell asleep.
"Aimee. Aimee. AIMEE!!!" The words of wisdom when I woke up. It was Sara. Her green eyes and blonde hair came into view. "We're here,"she said, almost a whisper. I took my bag off the window and noticed I've been drooling, woops. We came stomping down the steps and a blast of heat hit our faces. I looked up at the sigh that said "Castle Rock".
"This...is Castle Rock, Oregon?" Sara asked in disbelief.
"I guess so," I whispered. It was like I was in a different world or something. There were no pretty lights or big nice houses or beaches for backyards. It was dirty with little houses, but if they were big they looked as if they were 200 years old. 'I'm not gonna like this,'I thought to myself..'not at all'..... I'm not used to this..neither is Sara. Sara was never really used to anything but being "perfect". Watch me become party of the 'geek squad' and her be in the popular crowd. Mother allways told me not to put myself down like that..but I couldn't help it.
"What are we supposed to do now? Die of Heat Stroke or something?" I asked. No one was around. Little kids were in their front lawns playing in the hose...but no sign of anyone that look 30 or older. Then we heard a car roll up and a honk. We turned around instantly.
"You girls Sara and Aimee?" The man asked. He looked like he was in his early 40's. He had a brown mustache with hair so thin he looked as if he were balding now.
"I'm your uncle Rob....just call me Rob. I dont wanna sound like a hick or something," he said and started laughing like he was running out of air. "Well...come hop in,"he said. And with that we jumped into the car.
We drove in silence for a while...he was showing us around and who live in the town. When it was silent...Rob broke it.
"See them boys down there? In that car shop? I don't want them showing up at my door. I don't care if you two 'hang' with them, just don't bring them home. If you DO hang out with them..they better not try anything because I will personally shoot them in the head,"he said. Okay...now I'm scared. I have never in my whole life heard someone say they were going to shoot anyone...not even Goerge.
I sat there and tried to get a good glimpse at some of them. There was a blonde guy with black jeans...a Brunette that was smoking in a maroon checkered shirt..and thats all I could really see. As we drove past they looked up and gave stares. Then farther down the road I saw a group of boys, about 14 years old maybe.
"What about them?"I asked. He looked up, scrunching his nose to try and see who "them" were.
"Some of them are okay. I don't know about that chambers kid. Oh what's his name...uh..Clay..no..Cliff..no thats not it...Chris..yeah Chris! He don't sound too good to me..his older brother eyelash or something was in that shop we just passed. He's in this gang called the capers or something..I don't know.." He mumbled the last part. I guess kids around here get a reputation going around...that's not very good. They'll think that I think I'm too good or something just because im rich. Okay..I need to stop worrying about these things. Just as long as I don't tell them where I used to live..or how much money I got..they wont know. I need new clothes though...they can tell then.
When we pulled up to the one story white house, I saw some lady outside that was really skinny, and a pointed nose...and some girl about 13. They stood there and watched us drive up the rocky driveway. The girl didn't do anything but the woman was waving like crazy.
"Hi, I'm Jan!! I'm your aunt..but just call me Jan. Here..Liz can take your stuf up to your new rooms." She said with a big grin. I couldn't help but smile. This family was nuts!! Where I lived, people said 'hey..welcome' not "HEY! WELCOME!!!!"...i guess people arn't as depressed as they are in Florida.
The little girl...Liz...took us down the hallway into a blue-walled room, with two beds.
"Whose room is this?" Sara asked.
"Both of yours of course," she said. I don't like the sound of this. I havn't shared my room since..well...when I was taken home from the hospital! I gave Sara a nasty look and set my stuff on a bed. Liz left un-noticably.
"Hey, how about we go around town and explore," I suggested. Really I wanted to see if they had any good resteraunts around here..I was starved.
"How about YOU go explore...and I'll stay here," Sara said acting all suprised at her "Idea". She's allways been like that. She allways thinks too good for stuff. I'm suprised she flushes the toilet..thinking that she's too good for that or something. But thats the last thing I wanna be. 'Too good' for everyone. In my mind..it was 'nobodys perfect" but in mothers it was "some people are just plain gifted of being perfect'. I hated that quote...but I took it in anyway.
"Your loss," I said. I walked up to my bag and grabbed $3.00, hoping to at least get a soda and some chips or something. I walked out of the room without saying anything to Sara and went straight to Rob.
"What're you planning on doing?" he asked giving me a suspicious look.
"May I please go look around town?"I asked. He looked at me funny...like my hair was on fire or something.
"Well..yes you may," he replied then I walked out the door.